In the west shall riseThe sinister creedThe rich will get what they wantThe poor will lose what they needThe devil knows our fearsHe told all his friendsThey’ll block the sun with their liesAs darkness descendsOh lord, the great colapseWon’t be our endWhen the world falls into the flamesWe will rise againWe will rise againLet the wars beginWe’ll keep our pistols nearOur neighbors, frail and thinAs they disappearLet the chaos comeLet our houses freezeThe lights will all go outBut we’ll finally seeOh lord, the great colapseWon’t be our endWhen the world falls into the flamesWe will rise againWe will rise againWhen the sky has clearedAnd the storm has passedWe’ll walk arm in armDown our promised pathWe’ll watch the sun come upFrom its bed of blackWe’ll enter eden’s gardenAnd never look backOh lord, the great colapseWon’t be our endWhen the world falls into the flamesWe will rise againWe will rise again